Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I have a rather unusual request, Captain Kirk.
Hello, Roger.
Spock here, captain.
The Old Ones programmed you too,
If you move or cry out, Ruk may injure you.
Any chance of a projection or a ledge?
But we do have some interesting differences.
You brought the inferior ones.
Aft scanner to bridge. Status report, green.
No.
Yes, the Old Ones.
Do you think there's any chance of him still being alive?
I'm still the same as I was before, Christine. Perhaps even better.
Dr. Korby...
I'm sick of your half-breed interference, do you hear?
No, I'd much rather you push me off the same precipice
No disease, no deformities.
He's dead. I assure you.
Forward scanner to bridge.
If you and I lose contact,
There is so much you must learn before you make a final judgement.
- Kirk to Enterprise. - Spock here, captain.
He and part of his expedition remaining alive
Contact established with Dr. Korby.
Space, the final frontier.
Oh, no, I can't.
I will answer all of your questions...
Your soul, if you wish. All of you.
I've lost contact with the other.
- Human, rational, but without a flaw. - Kirk freed himself, and I destroyed...
You're not human.
The man making it is Dr. Roger Korby.
The corridors could be quite deep.
he's to beam the security party down immediately.
Frankly, I was rather dismayed
I'm the same. Direct transfer. All of me.